"No. I mean, I do like burgers sometimes. But there's a place outside of London that's wonderful. I take the drive just to go once a week." It was in a small town, far from campus and far from the city. Somewhere he could get the other alone. Perhaps pry for information in a casual setting. It likely wouldn't take much.
"I can drive. But I'll have to pick you up on Brine Street. I doubt you want anyone asking why I'm driving you anywhere..." Back to coy, back to shy. Jim pushed his glasses up and sucked his head. It was easy to assume and play into the 'you wouldn't want to be seen with me' mentality.